\" He paused in awkward silence as they walked outside the red double doors. Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron.
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